This is my first POTC story and I am still kind of green to the site and everything. So if you would please be so kind as to read and review, it would be greatly appreciated. Thank you and enjoy!
Description: Ever wonder what exactly happened when the hurricane came through? Well why don't you ask mother nature herself? After a girl by the name of Angel from our present time finds a part of the goddess' hidden jewelry controlling one of the 5 elements of the world on a diving expedition, she is thrown into the time and hands of Captain Jack Sparrow with limited memory of how she got there. But will the greed for an earthly force cause the Black Pearl even more peril than the threat of the approaching storm? Or will it lead to even more power, the promised safety of the Pearl, the end of England's tyranny over the sea, the return of Angel's memory, and possibly the long lost desire witty Jack's compass has been pointing to?
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN
A lone bird twittered up from somewhere on one of the masts of the ship, preening its feathers persistently with unhidden stress as below, a thumb and forefinger caressed the black shape of a compass tirelessly in the Captain's box, like it had done the past hour or so.
Slowly, the thin dial began to move; hovering to the northeast indecisively before swinging around to point westward. The urgency of the tool showing in the way the arrow quivered from side to side in excitement; almost matching the holder's elated feelings as deep, thoughtful eyes turned skyward expectantly.
The setting sun stared back agreeably. The last rays from the blazing orb giving the 'go-ahead' as they tinged the sky a promising red.
"Red sky at morning, pirates, take warning. But red sky at night, pirates, delight…" Captain Jack Sparrow murmured with a cool smile. His gold teeth glinting in the fading light as he snapped closed the lid of the compass.
His ringed fingers drummed out a familiar tune only heard in one place. The place his throat pinned for and his loins lusted for. The destination where hornpipes played in the streets and where the girls were as plentiful as the city's endless supply of rum.
"Mister Gibbs!" Jack bellowed out above the roar of the waves breaking over The Black Pearl's bow.
"Aye Captain!" Gibbs rasped below on deck; his hands woven into one of the lines attached to the main mast's black sails as he turned his gaze up to Jack's figure at the wheel.
"I believe it's time we make port, and, take care of a few things eh?" Jack growled suggestively as he eased the ship's course far to the left.
Gibbs grinned back a gray toothed smile as he understood the Captain's every word. "Tortuga," the first mate chuckled as he hoisted up the sails.
"Aye, Tortuga…" Jack smiled devilishly as he turned his gaze up towards the horizon and managed to catch a glimpse of a sparrow flying out in the same direction of the ship and its crew. Unaware that the bird was escaping from the threat of the looming black clouds in the sky behind The Black Pearl.
Sorry for the short chapter everyone, but the next one will be longer, I promise. Just to let you know I'm going to skip all the boring stuff of how Angel gets thrown into Captain Jack Sparrow's world. So she will appear randomly like Will Turner did when he was little in the first movie. But throughout the story you'll find out snippets of exactly how she got there without the dreading of having to read a boring all in one shot hit. So I hope that'll keep this plot more interesting. The next chapter should be up soon. Until then, please read and review. And Ciao and Adieu.
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